Nature - Haiku Book

Sunday 24/02/19 Spring

You might think its Spring!
The sun’s shining, sky is blue.
Daffodils in bloom.

So good to see this,
Time to get out and enjoy.
It feels nice and warm.

I went for a walk,
Snapped this birdie in a tree.
I liked its swagger.

Maybe, a Great Tit,
This little birdie poses.
Though, hardly kept still.

Hand held, long zoom, shot,
Sixty times zoom, focus, shoot!
Again, then again!

Biscuits in my tea,
Really make me think, yippee!
Tasty morning snack.

My love is music,
That’s in perfect harmony,
Hitting the right notes.

Notes cascading down,
Like tunes down a waterfall,
Crash in harmony.

The sky’s amazing,
The way it changes its look,
Time and time again.

The sky’s playful clouds,
Blue and white in many shapes,
My constant delight.

Misty morning roads,
Making things to dissappear,
And lights shining bright.

It’s not very cold,
Wet, yes it’s wet, you feel it.
Good to get inside.

Taking moon photos,
What is it about the moon?
A lunatic thing?

It fascinates me,
The way it looks and appears,
I like how it hangs.

Manipulating,
My photographs of the moon,
Make it look so strange.

The moons bright tonight,
Full and moving clouds away,
It shining boldly.

The sky cold and clear,
But still the weather is good.
Spring is keen to come.

The bindings undone,
Pages fall on to the floor.
Covering the cracks.

The cup is half full,
That’s hopeful, yet, getting cold.
The cup’s move aside.

Dramatic white clouds
Fill the blue sky just enough.
To form great contrasts.

Another day dawns bright
Spilling mornings golden light.
Right across the land.

Good morning Britain,
Yes it is Friday at last
Just another day.

The grey clouds hover,
Wind blown and threatening rain.
Where’s my umbrella?